Bloodshot

Chapter 7 - Kiss Me

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Hunter's POV

He pushed me on the wall grabbing my waist and kissing me fiercely. He tore his shirt off and slipped of my hoodie.

"I want you Hunter." He growled.

"Then I'm yours...." I whispered into his ear.

He grabbed my whole body as I wrapped my legs around his torso. He left sloppy wet kisses on my neck.

We got to his room and he instantly threw me on his bed. He crawled on top of me.

"Say you want me." He said while taking my shirt off for me.

"I..." I stuttered completely at a loss for words. He pushed into me harder and grabbed my legs and pushed them apart.

"Say you want me." He said seductively.

I looked up at his green eyes that sparkles with lust and passion. I grabbed his blonde locks. I pulled his head down to mine.

"I want you Spencer." I spoke.

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I woke up to the bright ass sun shinning in my eyes.

"God dammit." I muttered.

I didn't realize how close I was to the edge of the bed. I rolled on my side and fell off the bed straight on my ass.

"Fuck!" I whisper yelled.

A person barged into my room and I looked up locking eyes with the boy I just dreamt about.

Spencer.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I was blushing like crazy. I could just tell my cheeks were tomato red.

"Yeah...I'm fine." I replied nervously.

He looked at me with confusion. Great now he thinks I'm a basket case.

"Okay I'm gonna go." He muttered.

"Toodaloo." I spoke.

He left the room. Seriously Hunter?! Toodaloo? What the fuck is that? Wow just wow.

I can't believe I had a sexy dream about Spencer. I don't even like him. Well maybe.... No! I do not like him. Even though I trust him and care for him. God dammit!

I got up off the floor frustrated and went to change into something new. I went to open the closest and saw a note on it.

Hey I got a cute outfit for you. It was all I could get for you last minute. You'll look great ;)

~Piper

I walked over to the dresser. And there is was a black sweater with red skinny jeans, and back combat boots. Now you might think this looks cute but THINK AGAIN.

The sweater was 2 sizes to big, and the skinny jeans has sparkles all over it. The only good thing were the boots. I have two words for you.

Make. Over.

I grabbed a pair of scissors and the sweater. I cut off the sleeves to about the elbow. Then I cut off the whole half of the sweater. Now it was a cute crop top.

I then grabbed the hideous red skinny jeans. They'd be cute of it weren't for the unfortunate sparkles. I grabbed the scissors and slit the jeans in very place there was sparkles. Which meant the skinny jeans had cuts from thigh to calf.